Void 2 Novels & Stories

It is followed by a beep soon after. I tap the notification. A series of messages from my best friend appears on the screen. Mo : *why didn't you pick up?* Mo : *sorry, forgot it's weekend. You're absolutely occupied right now* She adds a winky face at the end. Mo : *I just want to check in. Aaaand, brag* Another winky face. Mo : *Girl, omg I'm soooooo luckyyyyyy* Mo : *look at these! I'm in paradiiiiise*

"You're the one who is going to get hit by a car you punk!" "I am not a punk, I am a man. You know what, I am outta here." The two dudes were standing by confused, watching the two fiddle about. One of them decided to speak up. "What's up with you two." "There is no 'you two' sir, there is only her, I am just an innocent stranger, now if you will excuse me, I have somewhere to be, see-" "Stay right where you are fucktard!" The man on the right thundered making Alex and the lady jump in fright. "What have you got?"

The pups run down the stairs eager to get some food. I swear they ate like 10 times a day. “ Me first! “ One of the pups demand “ No, me first, Jayden! “ A pup cries “ Mabel promised me that I could go first since I went last time, “ the pup said bossily. Their innocent playfulness makes me smile. A real, genuine smile for the first time in a long time. I wish my biggest problem was what number I was in the breakfast line.

"Are you ready Elliott?" "God yes," I translate with a smile as she signs with enthusiasm. I climb out of the bed and Carol turns off the ventilator, detaching the hose. We wait a minute to see if she can breathe on her own. After thirty seconds she starts wheezing and gasping for breath. Carol quickly reattaches the hose and turns the ventilator back on.

Model without a Cause “Okay, everybody!” Collin boomed at the front of the darkened boardroom. “As you all know, we are going to be advertising Capier's brand new line of cell phone products called Clickmark." A picture of a mauve colored cell phone appeared on the screen along with a list of features.

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

Ruby POV After we got into the car, Cassy and Scarlett turned to me. "Was it him?" Cassy demanded and I nodded. "Yep. I don't know how he got my number again. I'll have to change it. I'm so sick of changing numbers, Cass." I sighed as she held me tightly. "I know you are but it's the best way for him to leave you alone." Cassy replied and Scarlett nodded. Don and Foxy looked confused but didn't ask anything.

He squinted, unsure. “It’s not finished yet, that’s why you don’t see it. We’ve only walked three points. But a fourth point would complete it.” I drew a straight line to complete the pattern. His jaw dropped as he recognized it. “A cross,” he said quietly. “We were meant to walk in the shape of a cross.” “Yes,” I said excitedly. “And if we follow the line, if we complete the cross symmetrically, it only leads to one place.” We both followed the line I drew.

That alone made them ten thousand times more considerate than Kade had ever been. "And, for the ritual to work," the voice continued, "you need to arrive in the South within seven days." Seven days. I carved the number into my mind. Seven days. A countdown to a new life, or a different kind of end. I looked around my room, and realized there was truly nothing left here worth staying for. The path ahead was uncertain, but this time, it was mine to choose.

Sam sets the heavy suitcases on the ground, and with the bellboy’s help, loads everything into the elevator. It seems true—my new apartment is very close to his. “Right next door, neighbor! Number 23.” My heart races. I relive the déjà vu, and my head spins. What I saw in the meeting room is happening now. I feel so dizzy that everything around me slowly begins to close in.